A Hogwarts Professor of Magical Writings Chapter 271 An Accident While Practicing the Patronus Charm



The quarrel with Draco Malfoy temporarily relieved Harry of his panic, but Professor Happ seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for them, saying leisurely: "Time is not always sufficient, children, you need to hurry up."

The crowd dispersed further, and everyone gathered around each other like headless flies.

"Which rune have you mastered?"

"Light, Fire and Cut - what about you -"

"I only know light and livestock."

Time was tight, so they only said the most important meaning of the rune, that is, the core meaning. Fortunately, everyone had the same idea. Until Harry completed a set of exchanges, he still didn't understand the name of the guy on the other side or which college he was from.

He found that it didn't seem that difficult, so in the next three times, he deliberately looked for people who were alone and didn't know to exchange, but he finally remembered to ask politely for the name, and as for the college, everyone tacitly saved it.

When he told Ron his thoughts halfway, Ron stared at him, "You don't think that people don't know who you are, do you, Harry?"

Harry slapped his forehead. He had never thought about this question. He saw Hermione appear happily and grabbed her. "How many did you change?"

"Fifteen," Hermione said happily, "The secret is to find senior girls. They are very friendly and have less overlapping knowledge with you-wait!"

Hermione's eyes lit up. She walked arrogantly in front of Daphne Greengris, whispering something, with a bright face. Harry watched for a long time and finally found that the two seemed to have gathered in a corner.

"Are they friends?" Harry asked. He knew that the girl was a Slytherin.

"Friendship from fighting," Ron said, "Magic puppet battles, or something else, at least that's what Hermione said."

Felix watched quietly, quickly recording the students who could be assigned to a group in his mind. Although he wanted to break the barriers between the four colleges and promote their exchanges, he was not interested in bringing completely unsuitable people together.

Fortunately, except for a few groups, most people's thoughts were not as strong as imagined. They just needed a suitable excuse. In this way, his next arrangements were not abrupt.

When the last student completed the exchange, most students had already tried to use the Ouroboros Ring to collect the magic runes. Felix clapped his hands and asked them to stop.

Silently, their seats changed. They were originally clearly divided, but now they were staggered.

"Let's talk about how to perceive the structure of an object?

You should have come across it in other classes, especially the Transfiguration class. Perceiving magic runes is a similar idea. There are some tricks here. Let your magic touch it gently, not inject magic roughly, which will explode them -

imagine raindrops falling into puddles, spreading ripples."

Felix's fingertips tapped the air, and the air seemed to have a shape, slightly concave, and then a light blue magic spread out.

"Mobilize your magic power, as subtle as possible but without interruption. I want to remind you that this is not a spell-"

"Bang!"

A student exploded the rune, like an orange-red firework.

"Eddie Camilche, listen to me," Felix pulled them into the thinking room, "Practice here for a while, otherwise the runes you just exchanged will disappear faster than the invisible beast." After

the meeting, Felix asked Neville, "Can you keep up with the progress?"

Neville scratched his head, "It's a bit difficult, but much easier than I thought. I left four runes."

After coming out of the thinking room, Felix allowed them to analyze the runes. The classroom was like a fireworks show, but most people barely found the trick after failing seven or eight times, and used the skills they practiced in the thinking room in reality.

Neville was here for the first time, and he had not learned anything related to it before. He didn't even master a practical rune.

"You did well. I noticed that you signed up for the duel competition?"

Neville blushed and whispered, "I want to try--"

"Well, go ahead and prepare well. I remember that Potter and the others have a duel study group, which may help you." Felix suggested.

Neville looked up and told him, "I am already a regular member there. I use the Stunning Spell well."

"Regular member?" Felix asked puzzled.

"Uh... Harry and the others don't prohibit other people from participating. Many students have come to play once or twice, and they will also take the initiative to invite some senior students." "

People who come frequently will be given a copper Knut. As long as the Knut is hot, it means there is an activity." Neville took a coin out of his pocket. Felix took a look and laughed dumbly. Isn't this the hot Knut he made before?

Except that the pattern on it was changed to a lion's head.

As the teaching content of the Magic Rune Club deepened, some students could no longer keep up and chose to withdraw voluntarily-there was nothing they could do, because when selecting members, he only had seven who were truly qualified in his mind, so he had to relax the conditions.

Some people were not actually prepared to invest a lot of time and energy, and chose to leave when the novelty wore off. Before leaving, they returned the copper Knuts used to notify the meeting time.

These things were of no use to him. Felix did not even add the most basic protective magic when making them. In fact, it was a transitional item, and now it has been changed to the Ouroboros Ring.

He casually put the hot Knuts in the waste area, ready to find time to deal with them. Now it seems that his assistant should have discovered them and studied them privately...

Gryffindor common room.

Harry told Ron and Hermione about his accidental visit to Professor Lupin's office yesterday to practice the Patronus Charm.

Hermione screamed, "You saw Voldemort - you saw the You-Know-Who?" The others in the common room looked over, and she covered her mouth: "How is this possible, didn't you say you were afraid of Dementors?"

"I thought so too," Harry said with fear, "Professor Lupin found a Boggart in the staff room, he said there were some ways to trick the Boggart, but I refused."

"I really thought I was most afraid of Dementors, but the Boggart turned into Voldemort stuck to the back of Quirrell's head, and then turned into a basilisk..."

Ron said incredulously: "It must have lost its mind, how could someone have two things he fears the most?"

Harry explained, "Professor Lupin said it's possible, but it's usually the same type of fear. For example, if you're afraid of spiders, the Boggart may switch between different spider forms. My case is relatively rare. Professor Lupin guessed that the Boggart might not be able to find something that would make me lose my mind, so it can only take turns--" As he spoke, he grinned.

Hermione raised her eyebrows, "I think it might be the influence of the Dementor doll... How many times did you play with it?"

Ron emphasized, "That's not playing, Hermione. We are accustomed to the feeling of facing the Dementors. You see, Harry is not so afraid now."

Hermione snorted, and she asked Harry, "But how are you going to practice the Patronus Charm?"

"Professor Lupin has temporarily deceived the Boggart, making it mistakenly think that the thing I fear most is still the Dementors, but he asked me to bring the Dementor doll to him next time to see..."

Harry shrugged, "The professor said he has never heard of anything like it."


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